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[hometext] => Having a one of those days when I could imagine death as a lover...
[bodytext] => Prince Noir I long for death’s lips to touch mine and kiss me the way no silly mortal boy ever could. I like to play like a child in the revolving doors of high class department stores and I pretend I’m bouncing back and forth to the dark side instead of just sitting there on the shelf. I try desperately for him to notice me. I can see my prince… my nothing…my everything… I can see death, invisible but sensually scraping at my back, teasing me, sampling me. I can see my ashes are confetti. There’s a party and I’m finally the star! I like to drink like a lush in the bloodsucking bars where the vampires wear tight jeans and cheap cologne under their capes. And I pretend enough alcohol in my blood will hurry my prince to rescue me from these caped imposters before their fangs start to show after too many bad pick-up lines. I long for death’s lips to touch mine and break me the way no silly mortal boy ever could. I hang upside down and pray for the chaos in his kiss. But we must make out near a fire hydrant. -By Casey Renee Kiser Visit me at www.ravenghost.com [comments] => 2 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 13 [informant] => dead_beauty [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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